We’ve been having a lot of rain. Reminds me of Richard Harris as King Arthur in his singing/saying way, ‘the rain may never fall till after midnight, by eight, the morning fog must disappear….I know it gives a person pause, but in Camelot, those are the legal laws…’ sadly, in North Carolina the rain pours usually between 3 pm and 5pm and it comes down with the ferocity of a firehose making pond-szied puddles, felling trees and creating lots of debris.
Last night I was aware of a change-up, thunder accompanied by rain and lightening I suppose. It wasn’t the thunder that woke me, but Keery flopping her head on my leg. But when I awoke this morning it was quiet.